Incredibly dense, buzzy, angular, hooky, surging mostly-instrumental writhing. It will make you feel like a spaceage badass, working your way through impossible corridors, pulse engines at your back.
The vocals that there are or new, but they're so splintered and chopped, the Holy Fuck formula's not changed all that drastically (the watery Go Teamism of Neon Dad excepted).
The sound's less noisy, less hard-edged, a sleeker set of morphing shapes to disappear into, an overwhelming noise that makes you want to dance like your body's melting out from under you 4/5
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